Nigga I ain't starvin' I'm the dopeman
Got no fam, I'm heartless as they make dudes, I'm programmed
These niggas out here flashin', that's a no-no
I'm cut from that old log, we don't talk to po-po's
I kill about my dough-dough, ya peeped that
Solo when I did dirt, bar none of y'all, I'm seasoned
Go dumb dumb if they forcin' me to squeeze it
I don't hesitate cuz I know I can keep a secret
Set up on my corner with my 50 pack
Sold it rock for rock and then I double back
Moved around the corner, had them niggas pumped
Every other day I scored another hunk
Ounces nigga, ounces upon ounces nigga
Bitch you out here frontin', you's a bouncer nigga
Hangin' in that club talkin' loud n' shit
Up'd that .45 and got you outta this
Ever seen a nigga with that pistol out?
Walk up in ya house a stick it in ya mouth
Dopeman nigga, fuck you talkin' bout?
Shoot yo ass twice and then I'm walkin' out
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